Coming Back (corny:))

Lonesome, yeah that's the word
These days I always feel like crying
I love you, well now that's absurd
What the hell, I think I'm dying

Tears run down my face
I cling tight, I'm just a child
Happiness has been replaced
With fake laughter, fake smiles

Talking to you makes me glad
Thinking of you makes me sad
You make me feel so damn bad
Everyone thinks that I'm mad

For loving you
(yeah it's true)
Defending you
(which I do)

Listening to sad songs
Makes me think of you
And reading love poems, too
Can't you just get a clue?

Why are you such a dumbass?
Why's it so hard to get you to realize
Haven't I hinted enough?
Why's it so easy to get lost in your eyes?

Feel like I've taken enough of your crap
So why the hell do I keep coming back?